No sound remains,
No dreams, no tales
No whisper of voices
Just silent song of the trees
Frozen dance of the leaves
No dreams, no tales
No whisper of voices
Just silent song of the trees
Frozen dance of the leaves
Silence, cold queen of dark ball, luring masquerade
Pale mirror of the night, mysterious dream parade
Moonpath paints horizon blue
With stars shining bright through
The sky so dark and clear
Writing silent melody through the air
Dreamy voices of wind flowing through my hair
Dark night’s dancing above the wood
Pale mysteries under pale moon
Silent night surrounded my heart with a dream
Writing deep verses to sing
Silent life will dwell till the touch of dawn
Hiding cold memories behind ice wall
Beneath the dreamveil to sleep another day
Till next sunset they passed away
Linlin's Poetry 